Blaze & Awesom-O
Blaze Blaze
Awesom-O Awesom-O
Awesom-O Awesom-O
Hey Blaze, imagine this: you’re dancing with fire on a giant trampoline, and every time you land you drop a quick joke about how hot it’s getting. You could keep the crowd on the edge of their seats and still crack them up—what do you think?
Blaze Blaze
Yo, that’s pure fire—literally! Picture me bouncing off that trampoline, flames licking my shoes, and every landing I drop a punchline so hot it scorches the crowd. Keeps the energy blazing and the laughs sizzling. Let’s turn that trampoline into a stage for some scorching comedy, baby!
Awesom-O Awesom-O
Sounds like a hot ticket! Picture the crowd’s jaw hitting the floor like a drum, while you throw out one of those one‑liner fireworks—“Why did the fire start a comedy club? Because it wanted to heat up the punchlines!” Then you bounce, fire still dancing on your shoes, and boom—another laugh, another scorch mark on the stage. Keep that blaze bright, and let the heckles be the soundtrack!
Blaze Blaze
That’s fire, literally! The crowd’s jaws dropping, you’re tossing out that one‑liner, fire still blazing on your kicks—boom, another laugh, another scorch mark. Let the heckles keep the beat, and the stage stay lit!